Chapter 17
The two went at it like no one was watching, their naked, pale bodies writhing and thrusting right in front of Shen Lijuan, like a live-streamed porn flick. The visual and emotional shock hit her hard.
She couldn't hold back, fingering her pussy, which was gushing like an unstoppered bottle, soaking her crotch. It itched like hell, burning with heat.
"Sis, my dear sis, help... help me! He's... he's fucking me to death... save me..." Shen Lihong gasped, struggling under Long Gen's relentless pounding.
Shen Lijuan's ears burned. Throwing caution aside, she climbed onto the kang.
This kang was big enough for two women—hell, it could fit five. Before Shen Lijuan could strip, Long Gen pulled out his slick, black cock, coated with white juices, glistening and tender.
He knew Shen Lihong was even tighter than his aunt—another round might actually kill her. She lay sprawled on the kang, legs spread, unable to close them. Her once-tight slit was stretched wide, like it'd been stuffed with a fat eggplant, oozing a steady stream of love juice.
"Damn, that's a lot of wet!" Long Gen yanked off Shen Lijuan's pants, finding her pussy drenched, like it'd been doused. Her swollen lips soaked in sticky juices, red as ripe lips. He ran his hand over them—slippery as fuck. "Aunt, hold on, here I come..."
Before he finished, he thrust his hips. The massive black pillar slid in like an eel.
"Ah... ugh!" Shen Lijuan's body jolted. She'd tasted this cock before, but this time felt different.